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Yu Shaohong was dragged away by his son and daughter. He sighed, “You two brats really think I’m old and blind, don’t you?”
By now, Yu Jingxin’s tone had returned to normal. “Dad, can’t you give Yu Qing some face? What if there were other people in the private room? Did you have to shout at the door?”
Yu Shaohong felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. “She can go out to eat with others but not with me. Look at her—she didn’t even call me ‘Dad’ when she saw me.”
Yu Jingxin consoled him. “She was scared by you.”
“Am I that terrifying? Haven’t you all inherited my looks? If I weren’t good-looking, how could your mother and Yu Qing’s mother have married me?”
“...”
Yu Shaohong pressed his temples. After being so upset by Yu Qing, the alcohol was starting to hit him.
Finally, the corridor fell silent.
Fu Jichen stepped out. Ji Qingyuan was still at the door. The two shook hands and exchanged a few polite words.
Ji Qingyuan smiled faintly. “My apologies for the inadequate hospitality tonight. I drank a few cups with my father-in-law—he drank quite a bit, and I had too much as well.”
He looked at Yu Qing. “You really do look a lot like my wife’s younger sister, Yu Qing.”
Yu Qing turned her face away and burst out laughing.
Tonight, she didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
Ji Qingyuan excused himself.
Fu Jichen pulled her into the private room and closed the door.
He tried to make conversation, pointing at the dish that had just been served. “Buddha Jumps Over the Wall—do you want some?” If not, he could have the chef prepare something else for her when they got home.
Yu Qing nodded earnestly. “Yes.”
She sat back down at the table.
Fu Jichen: “...”
Sure enough, no heart.
How could she still eat at a time like this?
Yu Qing glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
The atmosphere was still a bit awkward.
It was like meeting an online friend in person.
That layer of hazy mystery was completely gone.
“President Fu,” Yu Qing asked curiously, “how did you convince my whole family to join in on this act?”
Fu Jichen didn’t explain how he had asked for their help, only saying, “If this drags on any longer, neither of us will be able to control the situation.”
As he spoke, he served Yu Qing some food. “I’ve indulged you long enough. You should think about what you’re going to do next.”
Yu Qing didn’t respond.
She missed the atmosphere between her and Fu Jichen before her identity was revealed.
She also missed who they were back then.
She was searching for a way back.
But for now, she didn’t know where to find the entrance.
On the way back, Yu Qing rested her head on her hand, gazing out the window, lost in thought.
The scene from the corridor replayed over and over in her mind.
She didn’t know how she and Fu Jichen could get along happily after this.
Fu Jichen remained silent throughout the ride, occasionally glancing at Yu Qing, then at the distance between their seats.
“Fu Jichen. I’m resigning next Monday.” The car was dim, and she couldn’t see his expression clearly. “As my former boss, do you have anything to say?”
Fu Jichen met her gaze. “A master’s degree aligns better with your career planning.”
Not even trying to persuade her to stay.
Yu Qing smirked. “Thank you!”
Fu Jichen frowned. Her words sounded somewhat like an insult.
When they arrived home, Yu Qing followed him inside.
She looked at his back, her emotions complex.
Normally, she could hug him directly and do the most intimate things together, but not today.
Fu Jichen took off his coat and placed it aside. “I still have work to do.” Then he went upstairs to the study and closed the door.
Yu Qing followed him upstairs, staring at the tightly closed door. What did he mean by this?
Back in the bedroom, Yu Qing sat on the sofa for a while.
She had calculated everything but hadn’t expected Qin Moling to try to win her back so desperately.
It disrupted all her plans.
Originally, she and Fu Jichen could remain calm and discreet, like a quiet mountain spring, unnoticed by anyone.
But now, so many interests were intertwined.
One move could affect everything.
Resignation was necessary.
But she never intended to separate from him right now.
At least, this second, she still decided to live with him.
However, she didn’t know what Fu Jichen was planning.
He knew who she was, yet he insisted on exposing her identity.
Perhaps, he had already decided to separate.
After all, he couldn’t be as carefree as her.
He still had Fu Group.
He had to consider more interests.
Like he said tonight, not letting her claim her identity would lead to uncontrollable consequences. This uncontrollability referred to the competition between Fu Group, her family, and Qin Moling’s company.
That night, he had gone to his grandfather’s house, probably reprimanded by the family.
She didn’t ask.
Even if she did, he wouldn’t say.
Lost in thought for a moment.
Yu Qing took out her suitcase and began packing her clothes.
In the neighboring study.
Fu Jichen hadn’t turned on the computer or opened any documents. He stood by the window, smoking two cigarettes.
That night at his grandfather’s house, as he was leaving, his grandfather walked him to the yard and said: “This child Yu Qing, either she will never marry in her life, or if she does, it will definitely be to Qin Moling. The connection of interests between the Yu and Qin families is intricate and inseparable.”
He wanted to find a third path for him and Yu Qing.
Crushing the cigarette butt, Fu Jichen popped a mint, turned off the light, and returned to the bedroom.
No one was on the sofa.
The bed was perfectly tidy.
The bathroom door was open, the light off, and there was no movement.
From the dressing room, light seeped through the door crack.
Fu Jichen had thought that she would, as usual, be reading a book, and when she saw him come in, she would flirt with him. Or, she would already be in bed, reflecting on her attitude.
He walked to the dressing room and pushed the door open.
Yu Qing was putting clothes into the suitcase. She turned her face, smiled, “Done with work? I’ll finish packing soon, it shouldn’t delay your rest.”
Fu Jichen remained expressionless, “What are you doing?”
Yu Qing spoke lightly, “Moving. There are quite a few things; it might take a while to pack them all. You go ahead and do your work.”
Fu Jichen stared at her for a long time without arguing, “Yu Qing, apologize to me, and I’ll forgive you. Let’s pretend this never happened; things will go back to how they were before.”
Yu Qing’s lips curved into a smile. She should have said so earlier, making her pack for so long. She originally thought he wanted to use this opportunity to part ways permanently.
She wanted to act reserved, otherwise, wouldn’t she be completely under his control later?
In this relationship, she must hold the initiative.
“Shouldn’t you be apologizing to me? Look, you made me lose my little vest. Do you know how cold it was? It almost froze me to death!”
As she spoke, she turned around, folded another set of clothes, and placed it in the suitcase.
“Fu Jichen, if you apologize to me and beg me to stay, maybe, just maybe, I’ll consider it.”
Fu Jichen: “...”
Apologize to her?
Beg her?
Why not aim for the sky!
If she wasn’t planning to leave, he hadn’t even intended to settle accounts with her, pretending nothing had happened.
But here she was, no explanation, no apology, and now this performance.
Yu Qing pressed down the clothes in the suitcase, still able to fit two more items. She took another dress from the wardrobe.
She ignored what he had just said.
“Yu Qing, I’ll give you another chance.” Fu Jichen glanced at his watch, “You have two minutes to think about how to apologize to me.”
Yu Qing became even more arrogant, refusing to apologize. Occasionally, she turned her head and raised her chin at him.
She was happy that she could still treat him like before.
Their easy atmosphere was still intact.
Fu Jichen didn’t wait for the full two minutes. Losing patience, he pulled her wrist and dragged her out, “Stop packing. I’m taking you back right now!”
“Where are you taking me?”
“To your home! Where else would you go?”
His heart ached with anger.
He had never seen anyone so indifferent.
His grandfather was right; she was a super player, only seeing game coins.
Every day, playing hard to get, playing, playing, never enough!
“Grab your bag and get dressed quickly.” Fu Jichen exhaled, “Are you going back to your family’s villa, or somewhere else?”
Yu Qing refused to yield, “To my brother’s place!”
Fu Jichen grabbed the car keys, not even wearing his coat.
In the elevator, Yu Qing gently rubbed her foot against his calf.
Fu Jichen kept a stern face, ignoring her.
“Really mad?”
“Could it be fake?”
Yu Qing didn’t understand, twirling her keychain, “Life shouldn’t be taken too seriously. Isn’t it better to be happy? Don’t be angry. Look, even though you kicked me out, I’m not sad at all.”
A surge of anger accumulated in Fu Jichen’s chest over some time.
“How can I not be angry? I called your brother, your sister, and your brother-in-law to help out so you’d feel less embarrassed and have more fun! Even during the hardest times when I first started my business, I never begged for help like this! Look at you, do you even have a heart! No wonder Chairman Yu was so upset by you.”
The elevator door opened, and Fu Jichen stepped out.
Yu Qing bit her lip, looking at his seemingly angry back.
It felt like a fish scale had been peeled off her.
Hadn’t they agreed not to talk about feelings?
Fu Jichen had already started the car and honked a few times.
Only then did Yu Qing step forward, opening the passenger door and sitting down.
Fu Jichen unbuttoned a few more buttons on his shirt but still felt like he couldn’t breathe.
He lowered the car window, lightly pressing the gas pedal, the car slowly leaving the parking lot.
Once on the main road, he pressed the gas harder, and the car sped up.
The cold wind cut like a knife on their faces.
Unable to bear it, Yu Qing wrapped her coat around her head.
At the red light, Fu Jichen glanced at the infuriating person next to him. Her face was hidden, her entire head buried in her clothes.
He: “...”
He closed the car window.
Yu Qing, no longer feeling the cold wind, put down her clothes, began to fix her hair, and took out her makeup mirror to touch up. She couldn’t let Fish see her looking disheveled.
Fu Jichen massaged the bridge of his nose, “Yu Qing, what are you thinking about right now?”
Yu Qing was applying lipstick, “I’m thinking that the Earth is round, and someday we will meet again.”
Fu Jichen: “... Best if we never meet again.”
There was a brief silence in the car.
Yu Qing turned her face and smiled, “How do you know that I am praying: best if we never meet again?”
In this round of subtle competition, Fu Jichen still lost utterly.
The car turned onto another road. Traffic was heavier here, and the car slowed down.
“Yu Qing, I’m taking you back, not for you to play. I’m not holding a grudge for the sake of pride. There’s no need; look, haven’t I always given in to you? This time is different.”
He glanced at her briefly, then continued to focus on the road.
“Please remember your tasks while you reflect. First, handle your engagement with Qin Moling, try not to affect the harmony between your two families. Once I get involved, it won’t end well. Second, think carefully about how to apologize to me. The content of the apology is unlimited, but I want an attitude from you. Whenever you’re ready, call me anytime. During this period, I will also do what I should do, keeping my distance from any woman.”
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